Diamond and Pearls

Diamond girl or pearl girl that is the question?

I am a pearl girl true and true but I do love sparkle sometimes.

My mother, a large diamond and lots of pearls girl, gave me a baby strand of pearls for each of my girls on their 1st birthdays. 

I never think to put them on them before special events.  I try to put those miniature sets on my self.  I honestly rarely acknowledge jewelry's existence.

Last Saturday as I got dressed to attend a baby shower,

I placed my pearls around by neck with Elliott watching intently.

She then handed me a set and asked if she could wear them. 

I told her yes because they were hers and gentle placed them

around her sweet (still baby fatted) neck.

Wear them she did until we took them off last night while she

was pitching a fit after church.  I told her that she could wear them whenever she wanted if she would JUST CALM DOWN! 

I thought she will never remember this necklace. 

Wrong!  This a.m. she had me the strand and said in her

most manipulative voice with eyelashes batting....

Please!

Of Course! 

I think I love her.

(still learning the camera phone)

Let the Yelling Begin!

Well, I have been a witch lately if you know what I mean?

This week has been a totally yell fest for me. I feel a little anxious and the loser of

this situation has been my Lucy Goosey.

How did it start you ask?

On Monday, I made hamburger steak with mashed potatoes and gravy and a salad

side. Lucy ate maybe two bites after moving her fork along the plate

(don't know where she learned that from)

The Hubie and I instructed her to eat 1 more bite of every item on her plate.

She ate one small bite of meat, an egg out of the salad, but no potatoes.

Without saying a word, I feed her a bite without gravy as I cleaned the table and her plate.

THE DRAMA STARTED!

She expanded her cheeks out in total balloon fashions and with cliched teeth

informed me that she was too grossed out to swallow.

I, the firm parent, yelled, "swallow it Lucy"

Then she made herself throw up all over my kitchen.

I LOST IT!!

(to say the least)

I screamed how I was not going to put up with this "crap", banned fast food (except on Thursday when we have company), and abolished all after school snacks ("even if your starving").

I WENT CRAZY!

I banned Lucy from television for about 15 minutes which felt like years...

(you know what I mean if you know Lucy.)

How did this angel become this way...

(I might have had something to do with it.)

 

 

My tension exploded on all my children this week...

Knowing is have the battle right. 

I hope to be a kinder more patient mom through the end of this

week. 

(maybe I need medication, ha ha)

 

 

Clips on Friday!

So, I got a new phone last Friday and ruined it with in 2 hours,

preceded into alcoholism, and the rest is history.

Yesterday, I obtained a replacement.  This Samsung Captivate

terrifies me... but oh well!

Pray for me and my weaknesses with nice things.

My plan is to be one of "those people" that

facebook my every move...

You excited or what?

College football started last night.  And don't get me wrong, college football is great. 

But, remember the fun of high school football?

I was never a cheerleader and only attended games

at dear ole Washington for half time to support my friends.

I however loved dress up days and pep rallies and the smell of hamburgers grilling the the air.

Tonight I plan to take the bigger of the young ones to support the local high school team.

In honor of the glorious time in youth, lets take a trip back with the

sounds of the game days of old.....

Shall We....

Did you like that?  Funny huh?

Did you notice that Freddy Mercury's shorts look more like

whitey tidies

Cool Stuff!  High School in the 90's was very, very.....

Dropping the Bomb!

I am not docile or sweet. I adore cursing.

Really, I embraced it at about 16 after years of fight'in the

urge and married The Hubie, who lets face it, made it a art form.

Although, I love this art I do know the time and the place to use it

(not that I always follow the rules)

In fact, The Hubie accuses me often of scaring my fellow girl folk with my dirty mouth.

Yesterday, I started telling a story that dropped the biggest of big words the

I lived a breathed that word on the big hump day and found many uses for it.

Sorry if I offended the masses with my terminology and F off... Ha, Ha

I might have been inspired to blantantly use the word by the watching of one of my favorite

movies........

(weird choice for childhood classic but that is me)

If you have never seen or not seen it in a long time, you should watch it when the kids (if you have any aren't lurking around).

This is my list for the 15 best lines out of a hundred good ones.

15. Whether to kill yourself or not is one of the most important decisions a teenager can make.


14. They all want me as a friend or a fuck. I'm worshiped at Westerburg and I'm only a junior.


13. This isn't some spoke in my menstral cycle.


12.The note'll give her shower-nozzle masturbation material for weeks.


11. You blow it tonight, girl, and it's keggers with kids all next year.


10.Transfer to Washington. Transfer to Jefferson. No one at Westerberg is going to let you play their reindeer games.


9. What is your damage, Heather?


8. Football season is over, Veronica. Kurt and Ram had nothing left to offer the school except for date rapes and AIDS jokes.


7.Yeah, but this is Ohio. I mean, if you don't have a brewski in your hand you might as well be wearing a dress.


6. If you were happy every day of your life you wouldn't be a   human being. You'd be a game-show host.

5. Great pate, mom, but I gotta motor if I wanna be ready for that funeral.

4.. I sold her out for a bunch of Swatch dogs and Diet Coke heads

3. Now I've seen a lot of bullshit. Angel dust. Switchblades. Sexually perverse photography exibits involving tennis rackets. But this suicide thing...

2. My son's a homosexual, and I love him. I love my dead gay son.

Wait for it... Wait for it

1. Well, fuck me gentle with a chainsaw. Do I look like Mother Theresa?

My Computer at Work!

My computer at work is acting a fool. I am going to blog as much as possible.

Baby Mania!!

I am not preggers... THANK THE Lord!

But I discovered over the weekend that not only have I gotten

to old to handle my liquor (if I ever could) and the

world is officially pregnant.

Congrats and Good luck to

all you mom's to be.

I have for quite a long time dreamed of the impregnation of

Mogul dream wife Beyonce

And finally bitch you have

heard my prays and will soon give me my fantasy

People Magazine sell outs!

Fingers crossed I will get a nursery expose and the baby came...

Lets sell the pictures for major benjamins spread!

OK, I talked to my office mate Laura M. this morning and remembered that my middle baby cakes had "I like big butts" stuck in her head a week ago.

I am talking humming the ditty to herself on the soccer field.

Don't know where she heard it (probably some Disney show), but it was good, good stuff.

Jam with me, guys....

Lets all remember Harry in is time of need!

I love the often fallen Prince Harry.

He was getting some bad press this morning for falling into a pool at a bar head

first.

They news media forgets to mention this happens the day before the anniversary of his mom's death. Get good and drunk Prince Harry!

You and your loss are in my prayers.

Time Travel and Soap Boxes

Spoiler Alert.....

I plan to soap box it a little bit (warning!).

My children remain young and somewhat innocent, and I cannot foresee my feelings in the future regarding aging.
However, I often preach about my stresses and problems in relation to Breathalyzers before dances and other parent invasions of the teenage dream.
Don't get me wrong; my kids punishment for drinking and driving and puking on my floor will be extensive.
The "lets stay at the Pantin's; their parents are always asleep" won't happen with Hank tipsy on the couch!
I do want want with all my heart for my children to be successful teenagers someday. And by that I mean, I long for them to face life's questions and struggles of peer pressure with as much grace as possible. I want them to gain confidence and memories that will last them a life time.

I say all this because Gram's new favorite song is Kings of Leon "Back Down South". I watched the video with him and traveled back to the reason I love the MS Delta so much.
Greenwood does not offer a movie theater, but it provides more life, spirit, and freedoms of flat open land that others are hard pressed to beat.

I hope I can display the good nature required to teach my children the lessons of a safe and moral life and love them intensely through those fun times they F it all up!

What do you think about this video? Does it feel as personal for you as it did for me?








This song is one of Gram's friends (who is not near as cool) favorite song. It also inspires some of those same time travel feelings for me!